Hadn't I just this August tampered with travel plans so that I could have a quick stop over in Warsaw? Didn't I then make a mess of things, flying this way and that, even though in the end, I didn't need to be there after all? Well, this morning I'm at it again. It's a brilliant and sunny day but here I am, inserting flights into flights so that I can have a couple of October nights in Poland. Why all this confusion? Well, if all goes according to plan, I'll have another tagline to add to Ocean. Goodbye chicken calendar on the side, hello to a new, soon to be disclosed link. If I sound vague it's because I am vague. I'll be very transparent once all pieces fall into place, but for now, I'm just telling you that of a beautiful October morning, 1% was spent in the garden...
... 5% was spent over breakfast (we take a long time to eat in the morning)...
... and the rest was spent over my computer screen, working through my late October travel dilemmas.
And so I am tremendously glad that by 11 a.m., everything in Poland closes for the day and I can do nothing more of a bureaucratic nature and, too, Snowdrop is back home from her medical check up (assessment: she is a gross motor skill powerhouse! ... as if we here, on Ocean, did not know that!).
Ah yes -- she goes from clinging to my finger...
... to clinging to nothing at all.
She is, after the doctor's visit, in a more serious mood and I let her stay with that.
She needs her nap, but I refrain from putting her down until we pass the noon hour -- the time of the monthly practice weather warning siren. (It unnerves Snowdrop and interrupts her sleep.)
it's just a siren, Snowdrop...
The afternoon is lovely and I do, of course, take her outside for a walk.
(But first she has to make sure the UPS package delivery is not for her. I explain to her that she is too young for Zappos. Then I look at the Zappos website -- hmmm, guess I'm wrong.)
In the evening, as I make my way home, I think -- I should have driven Rosie. Typically, in October, I'm too cold for the moped. Not today. Surely not today.
... 5% was spent over breakfast (we take a long time to eat in the morning)...
... and the rest was spent over my computer screen, working through my late October travel dilemmas.
And so I am tremendously glad that by 11 a.m., everything in Poland closes for the day and I can do nothing more of a bureaucratic nature and, too, Snowdrop is back home from her medical check up (assessment: she is a gross motor skill powerhouse! ... as if we here, on Ocean, did not know that!).
Ah yes -- she goes from clinging to my finger...
... to clinging to nothing at all.
She is, after the doctor's visit, in a more serious mood and I let her stay with that.
She needs her nap, but I refrain from putting her down until we pass the noon hour -- the time of the monthly practice weather warning siren. (It unnerves Snowdrop and interrupts her sleep.)
it's just a siren, Snowdrop...
The afternoon is lovely and I do, of course, take her outside for a walk.
(But first she has to make sure the UPS package delivery is not for her. I explain to her that she is too young for Zappos. Then I look at the Zappos website -- hmmm, guess I'm wrong.)
In the evening, as I make my way home, I think -- I should have driven Rosie. Typically, in October, I'm too cold for the moped. Not today. Surely not today.
